Oct 27, 2008 21:04
With every hour that passes, subtle changes are wrought in the island's demeanor. I hardly think it the stuff of happenstance. Scorpio calls every imp, every foul demon to the surface to plague the innocent... er, no offense meant to our own infernal residents, of course.
I like it not. Lady Erk, would you allow me to escort you to work until these dark clouds fade? And you as well, Lady Sanaki? It would do me good to know you are both safe.